Braydon Neal was right here. How could he watch Joseph Thomas die in vain?
Andrew Seal turned his head and said in shock, "Lord Northern King, you should be able to see how a coffin that can produce such a domineering corpse poison evil Qi would cost you half your life if it were to invade your body! Even as a king-level character!"
The corpse poison evil Qi erupted.
Mount Dutu's Celestial Master of one of the Dao sects could not even handle this if he were here.
Braydon flicked his fingers and lightly tapped the ground with the tip of his toes. His thin body leaped up and soared twenty meters into the air.
The black golden Qilin robe danced in the air!
Andrew frowned deeply. He knew that Braydon was injured.
His injuries would definitely relapse!
